The Feline Philosopher

The Carrier

April 7th 2009 3:16 pm
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Mom bought me a new carrier. (See photos above.) Why? Because we’re moving again (the subject of my next post), and mom thought it would be nicer not to have to use that big ugly blue plastic metal contraption that I hate so much. So she bought me this Sherpa bag, which might actually be a D-O-G carrier, but never mind. You should have seen the look on her face though when she saw the original price—$129.99! Anyone who knows my mom knows that she is frugally minded to say the least, but this bag had been priced down a number of times and the clerk offered it to her for $55, so mom said all right. She figured that if I liked it well enough maybe I could use it as a snug little house of sorts when not in use for transport purposes. Well that part of the plan seems to have worked. I took to the “house” right away (it has a comfy little faux sheepskin liner inside); although I like to enter via the side door so mom can’t zip that up, snort. She keeps it in her office so that we’re in the same room a lot.

The problem though is that I like it so much that mom now doesn’t think she’ll use it to transport me after all! She’s worried that a) I’ll struggle and rip the mesh apart with my unclippable claws, and b) I’ll never use it again afterwards because I’ll associate it with the unpleasantness of being transported, which I detest. Sooooooooo, mom has decided that my carrier will remain a bed, and that she'll use the big ugly blue plastic metal box again instead. Hmmm. Wonder when that’ll be? Stay tuned!

 
 

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